Текст песни Spooky Season - PayRoll

I'm slicing I'm Dyson
I'm mixing it up
Michael Myers with a mask
Know I love when they run

Reach for the blade
And you reach for the gun
End of the line
Like I'm hunting for fun

Big rip
Hit a lick
Coke on a big bitch
Pop another bottle
I'm dead, yeah I'm the big fish

Drink it all up
With the henny
I'm on a big binge

Stats on the board
But will you ever get this?

Wet like a whistle
Only ever sign
When I know it's beneficial
I do it big
With the pockets abyssal
Host of my show
Like the boy jimmy kimmel

Whipping it up like
I pull out the griddle
Dial it down
Got to try to act civil
Troll at the bridge
Better answer my riddle
Or imma stab you
And run
Then I giggle

Hold up
That was fucked up
Like a stick up
Get yourself together
Need a diaper
Like some pull-ups
Never wasting time
Right on a beat
It's just the build up
If I'm on the mic
Better get off your ass
And get up

I am writing this song a year later

Like I said boy
I'm not lying
Take a bite, bitch
Michael Tyson

Beat the beat up
Listen, taking a liking
Fumbled it back
But imma pick it up
Recycling

Wait, hold up
M-99
Bay harbor butcher
I lost track of time
But we keep it on flowing
It's rhyme after rhyme
Boss make a dollar
And I make a dime

Step to the mic scream
Fuck all the haters
Bridge all the gaps dude
That's my hiatus
Why do they hate us
They still gone play us
I'm just gone make more and get all my plays up

You got cracks in your makeup
I was down but I came up
Lost your bet need to pay up
Pressure on you man
Squeeze you like a k-cup

Scoring on your girl
Cause she be liking to lay up
Don't be so mad now
I did you a favor
Halloween time, it's the season of slayers
Bitch I'm breaking down barriers
And peeling back layers